Dear Grace,

I am sitting on the front steps like I usually do except for I haven't smoked one cigarette today so far. The air smells different. It is almost crisper. Like a cucumber. I can tell that someone is smoking a cigarette in the truck parked in Ann's driveway. It doesn't make me want one more... it just
Kinda seems to be interrupting the smell of Autumn in the air. We'Ll have to see because only 2 hours and 24 minutes doesn't mean I quit.